After the bet was completely settled, the challenge continued.

Zheng Yang loudly announced, "Next up, Zhu Yunbiao of Luoxia Peak, Qi Refining Twelfth Layer."

A burly young man, built like an iron tower, with broad, muscular arms, walked into the spiritual energy barrier.

"Senior Brother, please enlighten me."

The iron tower-like young man had a solemn expression. He patted his Storage Pouch and took out an Elementary Mid-Grade defensive spiritual talisman.

After chanting a few incantations, the spiritual talisman transformed into a white protective shield, enveloping the iron tower-like young man.

Then, the iron tower-like young man patted his Storage Pouch again, and a wide, heavy sword Magical Artifact, resembling a door panel, appeared in his hand.

Among the surrounding Disciples, someone immediately whispered, "Senior Brother Yang Che should finally take out a defensive Magical Artifact now, right?"

"This Zhu Yunbiao follows the Dao of brute force, with wide, sweeping attacks. His strength is among the best of Disciples at the same level. If this heavy sword strikes down, Junior Brother Yang Che will be in danger."

Just as the Disciples were discussing animatedly, Zhu Yunbiao injected his magical power, swung the top-grade Magical Artifact heavy sword, and fiercely smashed it towards Yang Che.

A surging white light attached itself to the heavy sword, and its sound rumbled.

With a 'bang,' it solidly struck Yang Che's chest.

Most of the Disciples were startled, seemingly about to witness the horrifying scene of Yang Che's sternum being shattered.

However, the reality was the opposite.

The heavy sword indeed struck Yang Che's chest, but it did not cause even the slightest bit of damage to Yang Che.

A strange look appeared on Yang Che's face, and then he fiercely threw another punch.

With a 'bang.'

Just like Chen Changfeng's long sword before, the iron tower-like young man Zhu Yunbiao's heavy sword also whistled as it flew out of the spiritual energy barrier.

It landed far away on the bluestone ground.

Those large bluestones instantly cracked like a spiderweb.

Zhu Yunbiao stood there in a daze, completely bewildered.

This Senior Brother Yang Che didn't use any defensive Magical Artifacts or defensive spiritual talismans. How did he do it?

Outside the barrier, many Disciples were also puzzled.

Especially Jian Li, who was secretly standing towards the back of the Eighth Peak Disciples, even had a strange look in her eyes, becoming increasingly interested in Yang Che. She was even itching with impatience, eager to thoroughly investigate Yang Che.

"Senior Brother Yang is tough. I, Zhu Yunbiao, admire you."

After saying that, he bowed to Yang Che and then walked out of the spiritual energy barrier with his head held high.

He, Zhu Yunbiao, was equally convinced of his defeat.

"Next, Tong Yi of Shengyang Peak, Qi Refining Twelfth Layer Peak."

As Zheng Yang's voice fell, an ordinary-looking woman with a cold expression slowly entered the spiritual energy barrier and stood opposite Yang Che.

The Disciples held their breath, beginning to carefully observe the situation inside the spiritual energy barrier.

If the defeat of the first two Disciples was still within their expectations, then starting from Tong Yi, all challengers had at least a cultivation base no weaker than Yang Che's Qi Refining Twelfth Layer Peak.

Would Yang Che still dare to be so arrogant and not take out a defensive Magical Artifact?

"Senior Brother Yang Che, please be merciful to this humble girl."

Although Tong Yi was ordinary-looking, her figure was petite and delicate, belonging to the type of woman who easily evokes pity.

However, after a dozen breaths, Tong Yi helplessly cupped her hands in defeat and walked out of the spiritual energy barrier.

"This Senior Brother Yang Che really doesn't understand how to cherish and protect women," Tong Yi mumbled unwillingly as she left.

Zheng Yang specifically stepped forward and asked Yang Che if he needed to consume Medicinal Pills and meditate to recover.

Yang Che directly shook his head.

So Zheng Yang loudly announced, "Next, Guo Du of Bailu Peak, Qi Refining Twelfth Layer Peak."

Guo Du had lost last time, believing Yang Che had used opportunistic tactics and was very unconvinced, so he continued to challenge him this time.

"Junior Brother Guo, what exactly are we Cultivating for?" Yang Che suddenly asked strangely.

Guo Du was startled, unsure what Senior Brother Yang Che meant.

However, after thinking for a moment, Guo Du still replied, "Cultivating Immortals, of course, is for Immortal Ascension, to live longer, and to obtain greater power."

Yang Che said, "Then what is greater power?"

"Greater power, isn't that just stronger cultivation? Senior Brother Yang Che, I'm here to challenge you, why are you talking so much?"

Guo Du was subtly becoming impatient.

Yang Che still calmly said, "Junior Brother Guo, a month ago when you challenged me, if it were outside this Qing Jian Sect, if you were facing the Demonic Path, or anyone from any external Sect, Junior Brother Guo would already be a dead person. All that talk about living longer and obtaining greater power would just be a joke. At that time, Junior Brother Guo would probably only be able to complain under the Yellow Springs that I, your Senior Brother, used opportunistic tactics."

With a 'buzz,' Guo Du felt a sudden roar in his mind.

Yang Che's words made him suddenly realize something, and cold sweat immediately streamed down his face.

Guo Du was not ignorant of these not-so-profound principles that Yang Che spoke of.

It was just his excessive desire for the Sword Four Peak chief Disciple position, and even more so, his desire for cultivation resources behind the scenes, that made him temporarily lose his mind, even unwilling to accept the result of failure head-on.

Opportunistic tactics? If it were a real enemy duel, who would care what methods were used?

Guo Du looked deeply at Yang Che, seeing his calm and unperturbed expression.

Just by this composure alone, Guo Du felt himself inferior.

"Junior Brother Guo, make your move," Yang Che said indifferently.

Guo Du sighed and said, "No need to compete. I concede."

As he spoke, he was about to turn and leave, but Yang Che suddenly said, "Wait a moment."

Guo Du stopped and turned back.

"Junior Brother Guo, you saw the bet just now. Whether it's for this bet or to resolve the grievance in your heart, today I will 'clash head-on' with you."

Yang Che spoke with conviction.

Guo Du was stunned, and the grievance in his heart suddenly dissipated.

He, who had originally found Yang Che very displeasing, at this moment actually felt that this 'Senior Brother Yang Che,' who was even younger than him, was indeed more worthy of the Four Peaks chief position.

"Good."

Guo Du patted his Storage Pouch, and the top-grade exquisite Magical Artifact 'Dragon Riding Spear,' which he had almost spent his entire fortune to acquire specifically for this challenge, appeared in his hand.

Not a trace of magical power was held back; all of it was injected.

The Dragon Riding Spear vibrated, emitting a brilliant light, and the faint roar of a Dragon could be heard within it.

Its might was even more astonishing than a month ago.

Clearly, Guo Du had become more familiar with this spear over the past month.

This was also his greatest confidence in daring to challenge Yang Che again.

Guo Du did not even cast a protective barrier; he knew it was unnecessary.

With a low roar, he thrust the Dragon Riding Spear at Yang Che, and a phantom Dragon shadow actually attached itself to the spear shaft, piercing directly into Yang Che's body.

Yang Che's magical power subtly surged, and a subtle, mysterious glow immediately flickered on the surface of his body.

With a 'boom,' the Dragon Riding Spear seemed to strike a copper wall and iron barrier, emitting a loud clang.

However, it still caused no damage to Yang Che.

Yang Che's expression was unusually calm.

Except for him and the Purple-haired girl, no one knew that he was already a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and a special Foundation Establishment Cultivator with a dual Dantian at that.

Therefore, facing challengers below Foundation Establishment, Yang Che was actually completely unperturbed.

Yang Che again directly punched, sending Guo Du's Dragon Riding Spear flying out of the spiritual energy barrier.

A hint of bitterness appeared on Guo Du's face.

However, he also learned something from Yang Che. After respectfully bowing to Yang Che, he turned and walked towards where the Dragon Riding Spear had landed outside the barrier.

This time, he not only lost convinced, but he also felt extremely relieved.

Guo Du's repeated defeat finally made some of the Disciples begin to take Yang Che seriously.

"Yang Che, do you need to take Medicinal Pills and meditate to recover?" Zheng Yang asked.

"No. Continue."

"Good."

At this moment, even Zheng Yang was somewhat in a trance, unable to discern Yang Che's true strength.

"Next, Seven Peaks quasi-Disciple, Zhou Qingruo."

Soon, a young woman in brocade robes, with a proud expression, slowly entered the spiritual energy barrier and stood opposite Yang Che.

"It's Senior Sister Zhou! The Seven Peaks quasi-Disciple."

"This time, Yang Che is sure to lose. There's no need to even wait for Senior Brother Hua Yi to appear."

"That's not necessarily true. Senior Brother Yang Che just displayed formidable strength. We can't see through his strange defensive Spell at all."

"Exactly. Senior Brother Yang Che still hasn't taken out a Magical Artifact."

"Right, I heard Senior Sister Zhou failed her experience assessment, so I'm rooting for Senior Brother Yang Che."

...

Gradually, some Disciples had already begun to lean towards supporting Yang Che.

Yang Che looked at the young woman in brocade robes, a chilling coldness deep in his eyes.